https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j8qtTojcGxk

It's a beautiful day in Gotham City!

Well, for Gotham it's beautiful. Just like everyone else here, you know that there's nothing remarkable about this place, just varying degrees of grimy.

You left the grimiest of them all this morning: The Cauldron. It's by far the worst part of Gotham, if you can believe that. It's a town tortured with poverty and crime, to the point where there's more bodies than people in the littered streets.

But that's behind you for the next seven hours! As of right now, your dad had already dropped you off at Gotham High, and you're currently being loaded onto buses for a field trip!

According to your homeroom teacher, this is the yearly field trip to the museum that all the Junior Year students go on. It's around this time that some original pieces of art get rotated back here to be put on display, so your school always lands an opportunity to visit.

Personally, you're indifferent to... Well, everything. For you, this is just having something nice to look at while you have your usual routine with the class;; minding your own business.

It's been three years, but you haven't really found yourself a friend yet at the school. You haven't made any enemies either, which is a good thing, but at the moment you're just a face in the school's crowd of people.

That doesn't bother you, however, as you don't really have much to exchange with people anyway. All you do is read comics and watch movies, but not enough to consider yourself a nerd. You're simply... Simple.


At the moment, you and your class are being lined up and loaded into a row of rumbling buses parked outside the school's entrance. You're towards the end of the line as you cautiously step up and into the end of the seating aisle, gazing down the rows of chirping teens bustling in their dirty seats.

You'd really like to get a seat all to yourself, but it's hard to tell if there's one left. However, you doe immediately see a spot open next to a orange-haired girl staring out the window.

Where should you sit?

A: Try to find a seat of your own.

B: Sit next to the girl, maybe you could try to make a friend.

C: Force someone out of their seat.

>>1989184
>B: Sit next to the girl, maybe you could try to make a friend.

>>1989184
B.

>>1989184
>B: Sit next to the girl, maybe you could try to make a friend.

Hey future sis!

>>1989184
>B: Sit next to the girl, maybe you could try to make a friend.
We need a seat

https://discordapp.com/channels/343197539597549568/343197539597549568
dont mind me just posting the discord link seen as machpunch refused to help

>>1989184
>B: Sit next to the girl, maybe you could try to make a friend.
LET'S FUCK ROCKS

>>1989184
>B: Sit next to the girl, maybe you could try to make a friend.

can someone please post an invite to the discord?

>>1989213
https://discord.gg/qVhB56

Here you go! Sorry I totally forgot about it.

>>1989215
Think you got that backwards though...

>>1989184
>>B: Sit next to the girl, maybe you could try to make a friend.
hi batgirl hows your spine?

>>1989215
I don't wanna fuck ... Or do I?

>>1989184
>B

You figure it wouldn't hurt to try and interact with someone other than your dad for once in your life.

Walking down the aisle, you stop at the seat where the girl is sitting and get a better look at her.

She's currently facing out the windown with her chin resting on her hand, dressed neatly in a lemon button-up tee-shirt and a white skirt.

“Uhm... Is it alright if I sit here?” You ask, doing your best to not sound nervous.

She quickly turns her head and meets your gaze with her pale blue eyes, her blank expression quickly morphing into a friendly smile.

“Oh, sure. I don't mind.” She answers kindly.

You give her a smile back and take a seat next to her, making sure there's enough space between you both so you don't awkwardly bump eachother.

After a few more minutes the buses are completely boarded and begin departing, their low rumbles turning into growls as their engines push the large shuttles out of the school zone and into Gotham traffic.

At the start of the ride, you both sit content with your silence, with her quietly looking out at the bustling Gotham streets, while you reach down to one of your knees exposed by tears in your jeans to pick at a scab.

It'll be a while until you reach the museum. Maybe you could try introducing yourself to the girl next to you?

You suppose you could also listen to what other kids are talking about. I'm sure they'll have more interesting things to talk about than what you have in mind.

You could also just sit there... Doing nothing...

A: Introduce yourself.

B: “So what's your name, babe?”

C: Try to listen to what other kids are talking about.

D: Just sit there.

[One vote permitted]

>>1989344
>A: Introduce yourself.

>>1989344
>A: Introduce yourself.

>>1989344
>A: Introduce yourself.

>>1989344
>D: Just sit there.

>>1989344
A.

>>1989344
>A: Introduce yourself

Talk to our sister.

>>1989344
>C: Try to listen to what other kids are talking about.

>>1989344
>D: Just sit there.
>>1989382
Pretty sure that's not our sister anon

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>>1989344
>A

You awkwardly clear your throat and extend your right hand towards her.

“I'm Reno, by the way.”

She looks away from the window once again, giving you another smile as her soft hand clasps around yours in a small handshake.

“Barbara, nice to meet you.” She replies, deciding to not face the window again now that you've properly greeted her.

You find yourself searching for words briefly, somewhat distracted by how cute you're beginning to find Barbara. Something about the way her eyes stick out from her pretty face and vibrant hair really captures you, but it's not something you'd want to bring up with a person you've just met.

“So...” You start to force out of your throat. Shoot, what do you even talk about with this girl?

“You finally come out of your shell, but you can't think of anything to come out with, huh?” She teases, but her tone and smile remain friendly.

“Finally? What's that supposed to mean?” You ask, your eyes narrowing slightly at the remark.

“Oh, nothing. It's just that other kids describe you as the weird mute guy. Not that I think you're weird or anything...” She reassures with a small laugh, but you can't help but have a sour look on your face.

“Aw come on, I didn't mean any offense! I was just trying to break the ice. If it makes you feel better, I don't have a lot of people that want to talk to me either.”

A: “Why's that?”

B: “Those kids are lucky I heard from you, otherwise I'd beat the snot out of them myself.”

C: “Yeah, I'm just gonna go back to not talking now...”

D: “Ah, it's fine. I don't really care what they think, I just prefer to mind my own business.”

[One vote permitted]

>>1989495
A: “Why's that?”

>>1989495
>A: “Why's that?”

>>1989495
>A: “Why's that?”
>Barbara Gordon
Ha, called it

>>1989495
>A: “Why's that?”

>>1989495
>E: Aren't you the commissioners daughter or something?

>>1989495
>A: “Why's that?”

>C
Gotta keep up the loner façade.

>>1989495
>A

>>1989495
>A

>>1989495

>A: “Why's that?”

Ehy there Mach

>>1989495
>A: “Why's that?”

>>1989495
A. Why's that?

Also, I like the idea of Reno being a completely different person before his transformation.

>>1989563
Nah, not entirely.
I like to think we're the same person at our core but amnesia in a violent and larcenous environment is a hell of a thing.

>>1989592
We were a silent guy during our time in the Oni. We changed when we discovered we had superpowers.

>>1989501
>>1989511
>>1989513
>>1989516
>>1989529
>>1989532
>>1989540
>>1989542
>>1989547
>>1989563
Roll D100

>>1989603

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>1989603

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>1989603

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>1989603

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>1989603

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>1989603

I got this

>>1989615
The Flash, you are not.

>>1989621

I've just gotten out of the Eye of Terror man. Gotta get a feel for realspace time again

>>1989495
>A

“Why's that?” You ask.

She shows a bit of surprised look at your question.

“Wait... You don't know? That's honestly a relief, but I thought it was common knowledge that I'm the police commissioner's daughter.”

“Really? That's kind of cool, honestly.” You compliment with a smile.

It really isn't that cool, but you want to be nice. Gotham P.D. sucks.

“Well, I'm glad you think so. Once people learn that they assume I'm going to narc on everyone to my dad, so I'm far from being liked by the popular kids. Really I could care less what everyone does, you know?” She asks, moving a bit closer to you now that you've gotten an actual conversation going.

“I know exactly. I could care less about what other people have going on. All I care about is me, myself, and I... And my dad, too, I guess.”

Barbara flashes a small smirk at your philosophy, but decides to not pick on you.

“Your dad's an exception, eh? What does he do for a living?” She asks.

“He's a engineer, scientist, genetics professor... I honestly don't know anymore. He used to do robot stuff, but then he started to pick up on my mom's biological research when she passed away, and now he's trying to put the two together or something... Whatever it is, it's a mess.” You answer, but something you said has put a frown on Barbara's face.

“Your mom passed away? That's awful... No wonder you keep to yourself.” She says sadly, but you're quick to reassure her.

“Oh, no! That was before we came to Gotham. I'm fine, seriously.”

Her smile quickly returns.

“Oh, good. I mean, it's not good that your mom's dead, obviously... But I'm glad I didn't reopen old wounds.”

“You're fine.” You reassure her again.

The bus ride continues for a few more minutes before you eventually arrive to your death.

[TO BE CONTINUED IN THE NEXT POST]

>>1989725
Well glad to see Reno still has good taste Barb is a good girl.

>>1989791
>Barb is a good girl
Meh, she's a little too weak in the knees for me.

>>1989795

But she’s good at taking it from behind. That’s gotta count for something!

>>1989812
I'd prefer a girl with a little more backbone, honestly.

>>1989795
>>1989812
But can we trust her?
Every story she has seems full of holes.

>>1989825

Quit trying to crowbar your shadowrunning into this quest!

>>1989812
>>1989819
>>1989825
Let's give her a shot, why not?

>>1989846
>>1989826
>>1989825
>>1989812
>>1989819

Let's not cripple our chances with her okay anons?

>>1989853
>>1989846

Quit worrying or else you’ll turn us into a laughing stock.

>>1989862
Come on anon it's not like a Joke can kill you.

>>1989870

It can, though. Like those two escaping prisoners.

>>1989725
The buses park in front of a grand set of marble stairs leading up to the museum entrance, the exterior of the building decorated in mirror panels and stained glass, giving the sharp angled designs of the walls a cathedral-like appearance.

You and Barbara disembark the bus, walking with the other students up the stairs among other citizens interested in the exhibits.

The interior of the building can only be described as unnecessarily clean. The walls are all twinkling in a shiny glow of white, and the obsidian patterned floor below your feet looks like the smoothest surface on the planet.
Ahead of you is a velvet rope corraling guests to the admitance desk, the actual path to the exhibits being watched by security guards and ticket counters.
Aside from the chattering of your class, the entire building seams to be peacefully quiet, the only other sounds being soft tones of orchestral music played over speakers lining the ceiling.
As you enter the lobby, you see a handful of stands advertising the original works being displayed and how long they'll be present in the building.

Your teachers line you all up and hand out pamphlets about the exhibits, lecturing you all to behave yourselves and not touch anything.

After the preemptive scolding, the students are let loose to wander the pristine halls of the museum, but where should you start?

There's original works from Vincent Van Gogh, Salvador Dali, Andy Warhol, and even a piece or two by Da Vinci.

You could also pester Barbara again and see what she's up to...

A: Look at Salvador Dali's paintings.

B: Go see Van Gogh.

C: Check out Andy Warhol's pop art.

D: Da Vinci is a pretty big deal, go see what the museum brought in.

E: Find Barbara and see if she won't get bothered by you hanging around her.

[One vote permitted]

>>1989853

I'm not pushing for Barb, she needs to grow a spine and stand up

>>1989876
E.

>>1989876
>D: Da Vinci is a pretty big deal, go see what the museum brought in.
When are we gonna get to the part where we die!

>>1989876
>D: Da Vinci is a pretty big deal, go see what the museum brought in.

>>1989876
>B: Go see Van Gogh.

Pre-death Reno had some good taste.

>>1989876
>B: Go see Van Gogh.
well i need to vote for the dutch man

>>1989876

D: Da Vinci is a pretty big deal, go see what the museum brought in.

>>1989876
E.

>>1989876
>E: Find Barbara and see if she won't get bothered by you hanging around her.

>>1989876

>F. Go check Japanese history

More specifically related to Nanking

>>1989876
>E: Find Barbara and see if she won't get bothered by you hanging around her.
I want us to make a friend before we die

>>1989876
>D: Da Vinci is a pretty big deal, go see what the museum brought in.

>>1989876
>D

>>1989876
>A: Look at Salvador Dali's paintings.

Surrealist please?We will definetly not bump into the joker.

>>1989876
>A: Look at Salvador Dali's paintings.

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>>1989899
It's an art museum, not a historical one!

>>1989913
Not wanting to see the fisherman’s wife dream.

>>1989913

>A: Look at Salvador Dali's paintings.

Fiiine, I'll go with Walt Disney's pal

>>1989926
>I'll go with Walt Disney's pal
What's with the Axis fixation, Chaos?

>>1989876
>E: Find Barbara and see if she won't get bothered by you hanging around her.

>>1989876
E: Find Barbara and see if she won't get bothered by you hanging around her.

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>>1989876
>Check out the Impressionist movement art instead

>>1989929

Hey they were literally pals. Besides I like Dahli

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Or
>Check out the Gauguin exhibit
Its some interesting work from an exploitative asshole.

>>1989946
But Six, Van Gogh is a impressionist artist.

>>1989970
He's Post-Impressionism. There's quite a difference in it.

Impressionism was the focus on light with less structure that Post-Impressionism had.

>>1989978
Well i just learned something today.

>>1989986
I'm pretty sure my History of Western Art professor would physically harm me if I didn't remember that.

>ITT Heroic Antics take a back seat to enjoy some culture

This feels a bit weird... no clue why.

>>1989986
How's this for a neat art tidbit:

One of the largest factors for the Impressionist movement was the invention of tubes of paint. It allowed for a method of painting known as En Plein Air, or Open Air painting.

>>1990010
It's rare to learn something from qst or tg.

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>>1990016
Very interesting.

>>1990010
/qst/ and /tg/ are the same board essentially and /tg/ classically is the board to talk about literally fucking anything, so your bound to learn shit if you stay around here long enough.

>>1990016
Because of this invention, painters began to play with light and how it affects its surroundings.

One of the big names of the movement, Monet, created a series of paintings known as the Haystacks, where, for an entire year, he would paint the same haystacks during different seasons and times.

It was because of the focus on color and light rather than form that critics started slamming the works as "Giving off the impression of art"

Being a cheeky bunch, Impressionist artists took to the name like flies to honey.

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>>1989876
>E

You might as well try and hang out with Barbara. She seems like she could be a good friend to have.

Wandering aimlessly through the halls, your eyes glance at replicas of masterpieces cherished through out the ages and the people observing them, searching for the redhead.

You were never really an art enthusiast, aside from liking comic art and how women were drawn in them. This stuff is neat, but it doesn't really tickle anything in your teenage mind.

That is, until you find the art Barbara is staring at.

You approach her to say hi, but after you catch a glimpse of the painting you find yourself standing next to her staring at it.

It depicts a man holding a younger man close as he gazes over him with unimaginable terror in his eyes. They sit huddled in an ornate room littered in carpets, a staff of some kind a few feet away from the carnage. The younger man's wide eyed gaze is cast downward with his mouth hanging open, blood pouring from the side of his head and through the other man's fingers.

The painting is titled “Ivan The Terrible Killing His Son.”

“Sheesh...” Is all you can manage to mutter.

A: “I didn't think you'd be into this nightmare fuel.”

B: “I can't stop staring at the eyes.”

C: “Why do you think he killed his son?”

D: “Why does he have so many carpets?”

E: Don't say anything.

[One vote permitted.]

>>1990048
C.

>>1990048
>C: “Why do you think he killed his son?”

>>1990048
>B: “I can't stop staring at the eyes.”

>>1990048
>C: “Why do you think he killed his son?”

>>1990048
>B

>>1990048
B: “I can't stop staring at the eyes.”

With all the dramatic lighting, I thought this was something from the Romanticism movement. But then again, Realism was very focused on dramatics as well, but in a different way.

>>1990048
>C: “Why do you think he killed his son?”

>>1990048
>B: “I can't stop staring at the eyes.”

>>1990063
Jeez six, you an artist or teacher or what?

I hope you're proud of yourself, Machpunch. You're awakening my latent art historian.

>>1990073
I have dedicated my life to art.
I'm currently in school for my Bachelor of Fine Arts for Illustration.

>>1990073
He's a artist. And a drawfag.

>>1990048
>B: “I can't stop staring at the eyes.”

>>1990048
>B: “I can't stop staring at the eyes.”
man you would think thats dramatic lighting is the best part of the piece but my favorite thing about this particular piece is the emotion coming from each of the figures where the child is resigned and the father looks to be in terrible terrible despair and madness, its depicted exceptionally well i think.

>>1990048
>D: Who needs that many carpets?

>>1990099
I like how it depics it's despair the dark being the cloud of madness and the light in the face makes that in that lucid moment he realize what he has done.

Light abd dark. Madness and sanity.

>>1990115
oh i agree, i legitimately think its a great piece of art.

>>1990082
I'm impressed with how cultured you all are! Not to imply anything negative, mind you.

>>1990048
>B: “I can't stop staring at the eyes.”

>>1990142
No problem! I appreciate the compliment!

>>1990142
Nah i just have the internet.

>>1990048
>B: “I can't stop staring at the eyes.”

The Ultra Humanite would be proud of all of you.

>>1990048

B: “I can't stop staring at the eyes.”

>>1990122

Oh it is, seeing the painting gives me a mix of dread and pity

>>1990170
>Ultra Humanite
>Lex Luthor
>Lobo
>Mammoth
>Wildcat
>Batman
>Lady Black
>Kydd Wykkid
Man our list of "Supers we get on okay with" is strangely diverse.

>>1990232
>>1990122
>>1990115
>>1990099

I can't help but feel the mood is enhanced with some equally dramatic music.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ehHJBD_giaI

>>1990246
You forgot Blackfire.

>>1990267
I thought she would fall under the category of "Super we get it on with okay."

>>1990048
>B

“I can't stop staring at the eyes.” You quietly remark.

“Neither can I...” Barbara agrees, here eyes still focused on every detail on the canvas.

“The emotion coming from them is incredible. Nowadays it's easy to just take a picture and have those feelings captured, but this was all carefully placed brush strokes... It feels like I'm really there, witnessing the tragedy first hand...”

You would've just said it looked spooky, but Barbara's obviously far more elegant than you are.

She finally turns to you with a smile.

“See anything else interesting?” She asks.

“Not really. This is the first time a painting has really caught me off guard. I usually just look at comics and cartoons if I want to see some art.” You answer honestly.

“Well, that's why we're all here, isn't it? To look away from the modern world for a moment and see what captivated people back then.” She states.

“Ehh, I think the teachers just wanted to blow off lessons for a day.” You respond with a smug look.

Barbara just nudges your ribs with her elbow, chuckling.

“Oh come on. It's not-”

A horrible noise echoes through the once pure halls of culture, hushing all discussions and observations of the works around them. A sound you're regrettably too familiar with.

A gunshot, followed by screams.

[TO BE CONTINUED IN TH NEXT POST]

>>1990267
Pretty sure the girlfriend is kind of a given for being at least moderately tolerant of us.

>>1990287
You and Barbara seize up as the gunshots become more rapid, the sounds of machine gun fire cracking in the distance and echoing through the halls!

Down the hall, you see a flood of students and other museum goers rush towards you, trying to make their way to the opposite end!

You and Barbara instinctively turn to the same direction with the other guests, only to hear more gunfire and rushing footsteps coming from the opposite corner!

As people converge in the middle of the gallery, they're put in a chaotic mosh frantically trying to push and shove their way to a unseen safety. Exhibits along the fall from their hinges and under the chaotic trampling of feet, ruining the pieces of history in the panic. You and Barbara are shoved against Ivan and his dying son, the large frame jostling against the wall as you're both pressed against it.

Barbara's eyes begin to match the portrait, and you can't image yours are any different at the moment.

As you try to clear your head in this tidal wave of fear, you do your best to search for a way to saftey!

From where you are, you can see a restroom door sign glowing above the crowd, but it's on the opposite end of them all, meaning you would have to push your way through to get to it.

You also figure you could just try to move with the panicking swarm and bum rush an exit that way. It's a horrible thought, but maybe you won't get hit by bullets hiding in a crowd.

There's also the possibility that you can't do anything in this situation, and that the best thing to do would be stay on the ground for now.

It's time to act!

A: Push through the crowd and get to the restroom!

B: Go with the flow of the swarm!

C: Stay low! You can't risk getting shot!

D: Ditch Barbara and everyone else and run!

[One vote permitted]

>>1990410
>C: Stay low! You can't risk getting shot!

>>1990410
>A: Push through the crowd and get to the restroom!

>>1990410
A.

>>1990410
>C: Stay low! You can't risk getting shot!
Put ourselves between Barb and the gunshots.

>>1990410
>A: Push through the crowd and get to the restroom!

>>1990410
>C: Stay low! You can't risk getting shot!

>>1990410
>C: Stay low! You can't risk getting shot!

>>1990410
>>1990422
I'm with this anon.

>>1990410
>C: Stay low! You can't risk getting shot!

>>1990410
>A

>>1990410
Stay low.

Don't vote bathroom. Do you really wanna die hiding in a public toilet stall?

>>1990410
>C

>>1990422
I'll change my vote to this.

>>1990410
>>1990422
I'll second this.

That face when our father joined up with Cadmus just to bring us back from the dead because he loved us so much and the picture of Ivan and his son is symbolic to our entire origin story.

That and there may be a waifu war between Barbara / Batgirl and Blackfire.

>>1990410
>A

>>1990410
>A: Push through the crowd and get to the restroom!
Lets do this
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=woc6-grMSB0

>>1990460
It'll be worse now that I think of it, when its revealed that we're just a copy with the personality and appearance applied to it, and aren't the original Reno at all.

>>1990460
That would also imply that in some way, our dad is responsible for killing us. I like it.

>>1990460
Implying the most important waifu war isn't batman trying to convince us to stop playing a villain and join the good guys.

>>1990460
That's just another way to say its gonna be a fun night in Reno's bedroom.
>>1990483
I mean...we aren't really good villains, we are more like some random asshole walking around.

>>1990082
>>1990083
Huh, cool, I'm glad you get to share something you love while we're playing. It must feel nice.

>>1990483
We'd probably take a healthy dose of Red Hood and become even more of something that borders the line between Anti-Hero and Anti-Villain.

>>1990476
That's what I honestly assumed last thread

>>1990483
The greatest twist of the plot: we were the waifu the whole time.

>>1990483
If we join the good guys, we'd eventually have to deal with Blackfire. Its got TRAGEDY all over it, I love it. We'd become a True Masked Rider.

>>1990534
I prefer the anti-villain route we've been taking so far. Kicking ass, taking names, doing what WE want because for the first time in our life we have power. Fuck heroes and their rules. Fuck villains and their plans.

>>1990560
>doing what WE want because for the first time in our life we have power.
So like a spoiled brat who gets a hold of a gun, gotcha.

>Fuck heroes and their rules.
Settle down, son.

>Fuck villains and their plans.
This is acceptable.

>>1990577
>So like a spoiled brat who gets a hold of a gun, gotcha.
No wait. Like a bullied kid who gets a gun and takes it to school to shoot people, gotcha.

>>1990560
So Deadpool without the regen and sticking our dick in Death. And no, Blackfire on the rag doesn't count...technically.
>>1990580
More like a poor kid getting a Ferrari.

>>1990577
>Moralfagging this hard

You realize Reno is a thug dating a psychotic, right?

>>1990591
Like don't get me wrong, I'm not a fullblown "Lol edgy villain murder them all!" guy.

I don't want Reno to be a hero OR a villain. I want him to be his own man who builds up his own powerbase.

I was one of the people who voted to ignore the radiostation hostage situation for example.

Reno doesn't feel responsible for the actions of other people, especially ones he has no control over like a bunch of rampaging Oni's.

>>1990591
We're an asshole who actually cares who is also a thug dating a psychotic.

>Moralfagging this hard
You ain't seen nothing yet, bud.

>>1990611
Can't I? Can't I please see nothing from you?

I feel like Reno is the kind of guy who'll beat the shit out of anyone who deserves it, weather they're a hero or villain.
Or if it's for fun for both parties
Or if it's foreplay for hot alien sex.

>>1990640
Pretty much.

He likes a good fight.

He likes a good fuck.

He likes a good fight/fuck.

He has no problem maiming the shit out of anyone who attacks him, but he's reluctant to kill unless absolutely necessary.

He doesn't like picking on the weak, but he has no problem taking something he wants/needs if he can't get it some other way.

>>1990660
Sounds really Conan-esque when you pit it like that.

Come to think of it, we might also become a king at some point...

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>>1990410
>C

You clench your jaw. You're stuck here, but you can still avoid getting shot!

You quickly jerk your head back to look at Barbara.

“Get down, and stay behind me!” You command.

She nods, her face full of fear and her eyes welling up with tears as she clumsily hunkers down behind you.

You do the same, but you keep yourself in more of a crouch in case shots come at you.

It's funny, you didn't think you'd be in a situation where you'd be catching a bullet this late in the day. That's usually back home.

What isn't funny is what comes after the gunfire.

From where you're crouched, you begin to see where the gunfire is coming from. Both ends of the panicking hoard of students and guests become corralled by 4 gunmen, each spraying automatic fire into the air from opposite ends of the gallery!

The men are decked out in tactical gear and clown masks, each mask decorated in differing colors of hair.

They shout and bark at the others to get on the ground like you and Barbara are, the screams of your classmates and teachers turning into crying and whimpers.

However, loud footsteps can be heard can be heard coming from around the corner ahead of you...

And then you see him for the first time.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sUWcNZHtMDo


Of all the infamous horrors that lurked in this city, you got see the most horrifying of them all in person.

The pale man in is unmistakable purple and orange suit trots from behind the corner whistling away, a beret covering his greasy green hair while a paint try and brush dance idly in his hands.

The Joker is here. You can't believe it. Everyone here is going to die.

“Hmm... Let's see... Ooh!” He exclaims in a oddly pitched voice. It comes out high pitched, but there's something dark lurking in it. Something terrible.

Joker skips up to the famous original Pop Art of Marilyn Monroe and begins dabbing his brush into his tray, quickly painting a red smile over every head on the piece.

“W-What are you doing?! That's an original piece of art! You're going to ruin it.” Pleads an elderly, male guest just inches away from the mad clown's shoes.

Until now, the Joker had acted like there wasn't floor covered in terrified children and adults, but at the begging of one of them his crazed smile drooped into a wide frown.

Joker snaps one of his gloved fingers, and one of his clowns fires a shot into the poor old man's skull.

Blood and screams errupt from the action, which causes the insane grin to return to Joker's face.

“Please don't disturb the artist while he's at work! Do you know how much detail I put into my work?” He asks, punctuating his question with a maniacal chuckle.

[TO BE CONTINUED IN THE NEXT POST]

The worst of field trips.

>>1990709
What are the chances of getting to turn this into a swordfight with post modern sculptures?

>>1990709
The idea of Reno gaining a massive murderboner towards the Joker now that he remembers all this appeals to me.

>>1990709
The Joker just make me want to mouth off more.

>>1990709
"What, you don't like kinetic sculpture?"

>>1990740
And then it turns out we snark and quip as a fear response.

>>1990752
There are worse responses.

I decided to start reading this quest. I'm deeply disappointed that you guys just went along with Jinx after she fucked with us.

>>1990811
We're plowing Blackfire with our certified hentai tier dick, its fine.

>>1990821
Still deeply disappointed in all of you for being Passive as fuck.

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>>1990821
>its fine.
It is not fine, nothing has been fine for quite some time.

>>1990831
......are you stupid or just didn't get that far in the archive?
>>1990841
What do you mean? We are having flashback time with the Batman, WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG?!

>>1990831
Pounding Blackfire and then pounding Blackfire right after isn't something a passive pussy would be able to do.

>>1990848
>......are you stupid or just didn't get that far in the archive?

Thread 2. Talking to Blackfire. Still passive as fuck. Jesus Christ, grow a pair already.

>>1990709
“Aaand... Done!” Joker announces, tossing his artistic tools aside and ripping the painting from its wall to hold it up for his hostages to see.

“What do you think kiddies? How do you like my revisionist piece? AHAHAHA!” As he cackles, he shows the now ruined art piece to the room, the Marilyn Monroe heads now crudely painted to look like the Joker himself.

All the display does incite louder cries and whimpers to escape the the mess of future victims, which cause Joker to look incredibly hurt.

“What? What's wrong with it? You saw how tirelessly I worked on this piece! Kids these days, you're all uncultured swine...” He falsely grumbles, the smile plastered on his face betraying his voice.

He steps closer and looks over his hostages carpeting the floor, a hand reaching into his purple tailcoat.

“Alright, I'll try to make this quick so you all can go home and watch some after-school cartoons...” He dryly says, pulling a syringe full of some type of green liquid.

“I heard some juicy gossip that my dear friend commissioner Gordon had a child attending Gotham High, and I thought-” He starts, slapping his gloved palms against his cheeks.

“Heavens! They haven't had a chance to meet their Uncle J! Which brings us to this very moment, boys and girls... I'm here for you, Gordon Jr, and I brought a present!” He happily chirps, squirting some of the fluid out of the syringe.

You can feel Barbara squeeze a hand around your calf, her grip full of panic.

“There's just one problem: I don't know what you look like! Maybe your friends here can help me out... And if not, well...”

He leans in towards the front of the mass, getting into a weeping student's face and speaking in a low, menacing tone.

“I'm sure we can find something to pass the time.... AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

You grit your teeth in a motion of anger and fear. What the hell are you supposed to do?! If you give up Barbara, you might be able to save everyone else, but the the thought of doing that is repulsive!

You don't want to die... You can't even begin to imagine what that'd do to your father...

Think, Reno... Think!

A: “She's behind me! Barbara Gordon is over here!”

B: “I'm his kind! I'm Reno Gordon!”

C: Grab Barbara and try to run!

D: Run for your own life! Forget these guys!

E: Try to rush at Joker!

F: [Write In]

>>1990848
You ever wonder that Control Freak might have accidentally transferred some of his browsing history into us by mistake and Batman is trying to hide his disgust?

>>1990861
>B: “I'm his kind! I'm Reno Gordon!”
>Pocket sand then kick him in the dick.

>>1990856
>Complains about the character you had no part in
>Coming in to the newest thread to bitch when only 2 threads in
Okay newfag.
>>1990862
That...is actually a very legitimate concern if he didn't only use it on us with the tv. Otherwise Batman would have us in a more extreme chair than the one we were in already.

>>1990861
E: Try to rush at Joker!

>>1990861
B.

>>1990861
>B: “I'm his kind! I'm Reno Gordon!”

Let's be a hero in the most painfully sacrificial way possible

>>1990861
>B: “I'm his kind! I'm Reno Gordon!”

I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE

>>1990861
>B: “I'm his kind! I'm Reno Gordon!”

"Also your art is garbage. Maybe you should have gone to one of those snobby modern art halls downtown."

>>1990861
>Try to rush Joker
>Say I'm Reno Gorden if we get caught before hitting him a few times.

>>1990876
You're damn right I'm going to complain about your stupidity bitch.

>>1990861
B: “I'm his kind! I'm Reno Gordon!”
Try to get as close to him as possible and then use the old "look behind you its Batman" to rush the Joker.

>>1990891
How about you read more before you look like a drooling retard.

>>1990861
>I'm his kind

I swear I typed kid.

CONGRATS RENO IS A CLOWN! HONK HONK!

>>1990897
Still waiting on Battery to grow some balls.

>>1990861

>F: "GO BACK HOME YOU JUGALOO FUCK"

If it doesn't win then E

>>1990861
Oh and before I forget.
>B: “I'm his kind!
you mean kid.
>>1990899
You did it a few times, you okay or just cursing that spellcheck doesn't look at typo's properly?
>>1990904
Kind of hard to grow when they get emptied in Blackfire, so you are half right.

>>1990908
Okay, I want to say this to when we rush him, I need to see him react to it.

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>>1990909
The latter

>>1990861
>B: “I'm his kind! I'm Reno Gordon!”
Very Rider
A+

>>1990919
Yeah I feel ya, its always infuriating to see such an obvious mistake when you forget that 4chan auto correct isn't good enough to check proper sentence context. Happens to everyone.

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>>1990930
Roll D100

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>1990967

Rolled 82 (1d100)

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Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>1990967

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>1990967

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>1990967

Rolled 61 (1d100)

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>>1990970
>Posted at the exact same time
>Got the exact same roll

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>>1990970
https://youtu.be/QvNZVjOeNRA
A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.

>>1990969
>>1990970
TIME FOR THAT DUBS BONUS THAT MACH PROMISED

>>1991110
We get dub rolls here obscenely frequently, and its really damn weird. I cant remember the last thread we didn't have at least one set.

Haha. We're the 68 million yen man.

>>1990861
>B

You can't run, those men will shoot you before you even get close to an exit.

You can't sell out Barbara either, only complete trash would do that.

As much as you want to rush at the Joker, you'll get shot just as easily if you were trying to run.

You shut your eyes tightly and clench your fists.

You're not going to die a victim.

“Sorry, dad...” You say quietly to yourself, looking back at Barbara one last time.

Her face is red and wet with tears, but she still looks so pretty. It's a shame, really.

But you're not just doing this for her.

You're doing this for everyone here.

He'll be proud of you.

You stand, your gaze fearless as you look the mad clone in his deranged eyes.

“I'm his kid! I'm Reno Gordon!” You shout at him, the other kids and teachers gasping at your actions, but too afraid to say anything.

“Reno, don't...!” You hear Barbara quietly plead behind you.

Joker just gets a look of pure delight on his twisted face.

“Well, come on down, sport! Let's see what the boy's earned folks!”

He stands, opening his arms as if he's expecting you to run up and hug him.

Unfortunately for him, you're planning on giving him something else.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=frEPeNfSkO4

At first you calmly walk down towards him, stepping over a few cowering kids as you steel yourself for your final moments.

The two thugs standing at Joker's sides watch you, but the barrels of their guns are kept towards the others.

Good. You might not be able to pull this off otherwise.

Just as you're a few feet away from Joker, you abruptly lurch forward and launch your fist right at the clown's yellow teeth!
It doesn't matter what happens to you next, because watching that bastard's disgusting grin twist into a face of shock was worth it.

As your knuckles smash into his bottom lip, you hear him let out a comical squeal as the rubber soles screech off the clean floor, the skid marks dirtying it as he begins to stumble backward!

His arms flail wildly as he tries to keep his balance from the blow, but he falls harshly on his ass with a audible smack, laying back as he groans in pain.

You smirk to yourself, but you're not given a lot of time to revel in the act as a thug next to you spears your gut with the butt of his gun, making you fall your knees and heave!

As you gasp and cough in pain, both barrels from the thugs are pressed to your head as the Joker sits back up, glaring at you with a bleeding lower lip.

“You little brat! I thought your father raised you better than this... Hehehhe...” He snickers, wiping blood off with the back of his sleeve.

“I suppose I'll have to discipline you...”

[TO BE CONTINUED IN THE NEXT POST]

>>1991138
Laugh at that you dime store mime.

5 bucks he tries to give us the joy buzzer.

>>1991166
I was thinking we're going to get savagely stabbed with a paint brush... several times.

>>1991138
I was expecting a dick punch to be honest but that was good too

>>1991174
I will bet on a dick kick followed by a certain toxin filled needle being pumped into us.

>>1991174
I like that. Maybe some of that laughing gas to give us that rictus grin?

>>1991186
So we get gassed and he stabs us to death while we laugh. Sounds graphic. I love it!

>>1991138
“Pull the trigger, assclown.” You spit at him, staring daggers at the madman as he gets back up to his feet.

“Oh heavens, my dear boy! I'm not going to kill you! In fact, I expect you to go right back to daddy after this! But first, an art lesson...” He preaches, stashing the syringe and reaching for something else.

“Do you know why Van Gogh became a painter, Reno?”

A: “Who cares. Just get this over with.”

B: “No, but I bet the punchline is awful.”

C: “It's a mystery... Kind of like how you call yourself the Joker, but you never say anything funny.”

D: “He didn't have an ear for music?”

[One laugh permitted]

>>1991201
>D: “He didn't have an ear for music?”

>>1991201
>D: “He didn't have an ear for music?”
Ruin the joke and spoil the punchline. It's the only way.

>>1991201
>D

>>1991201
>D

>>1991201
>D
My inner clown prevents me from picking others.

>>1991201
>D: “He didn't have an ear for music?”
Just stab my ear or cut it off you Jugalo reject, I got shit to do.

>>1991201
>D: “He didn't have an ear for music?”
"Isn't your thing supposed to be comedy? What's funny about attacking a bunch of kids on a field trip and killing one of them? You fucking suck, Joker."

>>1991201
We don't laugh at his joke. We die laughing at him. Ultimate defiance!

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>>1991201
>D: “He didn't have an ear for music?”
Also
>[One laugh permitted]
HA

>>1991201
>D: “He didn't have an ear for music?”
>Come on for someone named the Joker you really should have much better material. That's older than I am.

>>1991201
D: “He didn't have an ear for music?”

>>1991229
Well there goes our one laugh. I was gonna save it for later.

>>1991201
>D: “He didn't have an ear for music?”

>>1991201
>D: “He didn't have an ear for music?”
This feels like it’s gonna go the route of Terry vs Joker

>>1991252
God I would kill for Reno to have some Groucho glasses right now.

Also available:
"Knock Knock."
"Who's there?"
"Europe."
"Europe who?"
"I was expecting a supervillain to have better insults, but okay."
No, you're a poo.

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>>1991258
Or the most serious of questions:
"Charlie Chaplin or Buster Keaton?"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8LikMS5gDDI

Top Tier Roasting

>>1991201
>C: “It's a mystery... Kind of like how you call yourself the Joker, but you never say anything funny.”

"You're not doing so well. How 'bout you go home to your wife? Better yet, you stay here and I'll go home to your wife."

>>1991315
HA! Start upstaging the Joker. What's he gonna do? Kill us?

>>1991331
>What's he gonna do? Kill us?
t. Jason Todd.

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>>1991201
>D

“He didn't have an ear for music.” You bluntly respond.

At this point you've seen the Joker's disappointed face more than his infamous grin.

At your response, all he does is pull a switchblade from his coat and swiftly puncture and slice open your throat, his murderous swipes done in a rather casual matter.

You grunt and gasp as your jugular is cut apart, your eyes watering from the last moments of pain you'll ever feel in your life.

You want to curse and scream at the Joker, but all that comes out are gags and coughs as blood spritzes between your teeth.

“It's one thing to hit me in the face, but to steal my punchline? Even I have standards. Oh well, I suppose I'll have to test this new toxin on someone else...” Joker says with a sigh, standing up.

He says something else, but you can barely hear him. Hell, you can barely comprehend anything at the rare your blood is escaping your body.

Every sense your body is clinging to feels fuzzy, you can barely make out the screams and gun fire behind you, while all you see is a blurry mess of red on the floor.

You collapse even further, laying on your back in a warm pool of your own blood.

Soon, the feeling of that warmth leaves you, then your hearing, your breath...

The last thing taken from you is your sight, but it's claimed by a dark figure descending from the skyline built into the gallery's ceiling.

As the winged creature the last ounce of life left in your body, you pass over with a final, ragged breath.

[TO BE CONTINUED IN THE NEXT POST]

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>>1991315
God no, this is Adonis all over again with these gutter trash tier insults.
Going for the mom or lover like that is low hanging fruit and not witty at all.
Apply yourself anon.

>>1991350
I literally have no material. Here how bout you think up something.

>>1991350
Hey those are Marx Bros. level jokes. You just have to applying them with fast talk and slapstick for full effect.

>>1991344
Worth it.

>>1991344
NO REGRETS

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>>1991344
>there's an entire part of a sentence missing

As the winged creature claims* the last ounce of life left in your body, you pass over with a final, ragged breath.

>>1991344
>As the winged creature the last ounce of life
Missing a word there, MP?

>>1991344
I mean, considering the alternative was getting injected with that liquid I’d say we got off easy

>>1991366
Also you said rare instead of rate.

>>1991372
We had to listen to Joker talk no matter what. Torture is torture.

So who else is for utterly annihilating the Joker once we get out of Batman's hands?

Maybe get Komand'r to watch our back and keep the mooks off us while we fry him into a pile of ash.

>>1991380
I just wanna upstage him some more. Beating the Joker at comedy in front of somebody is almost a sexual act.

>>1991380
>He tries to Joybuzzer us.
"I mean...Kay."

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>>1991376
I need a new writing program.

>>1991392
It's masturbation.
Unchallenging and some people like it better with a crowd.

>>1991392
We kidnap the joker and subject him to OUR comedy/torture act!

the fuck is up with captcha?! I spent the last 5 mintues finding street signs.

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>>1991392
It’s much better to humiliate Joker in front of people than killing him.
There’s nothing Joker hates more than being made a fool of
Granted then he’d almost surely try to kill us but it would be worth it. Even with our death it won’t take away how BTFO he was

>>1991392
I'm all for crushing my enemy, seeing his army driven before him and hearing the lamentation of his women. Basically, let's rip and tear. I was all for becoming a warlord with Blackfire, let's start with killing our murderer.

Killing the Joker is a better option than upstaging him and getting him to focus all of his revenge efforts on you.

We upstage him, then kill him.

>>1991435
Better idea. We wait until he starts a joke, kill him then as he dies we steal the punchline.

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>>1991392
Too easy guys, Joker is all about image, his legacy and shit. Let's just crush him and move on. Anything else is either an opportunity for escape or an ego stroke. We roll in, boom, and roll out.

>>1991435
Why not upstage him THEN kill him?

>>1991449
I'd much rather make a joke as we kill him at most. Anything else is meh.

>>1991344
fuck you joker you asshat, you are god damn terrible at your job

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>>1991356
>Here how bout you think up something
"From what Insane Clown Posse concert did you crawl out of?"
"Buddy, the only time people enjoy your routine is when you quit it"
"You stand there telling me you're gonna give me an art lesson but then open up with a joke that references the guy had a severed ear in the punchline? You've got it ass backwards."
"And what's up with you and the Bat? You know the guy just roughs people up right? Maybe if you'd ever been in a real fight, you wouldn't be so keen on another."

>>1991481
I appreciate the effort, hell I really didn't expect a reply but these are just harsh. It's important to try and make the audience laugh, Joker fucking hates that.

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>>1991344
“You did the right thing.”

You feel yourself turning in the black to the source of the voice.

It sounds... Sweet. Hearing it made filled you with the warmth that had been taken from you moments ago. It reminds you of how your mother made you feel after a bad dream.

In the dark, there is a light.

A ghostly woman who's skin shines brightly in the harsh depths of demise, her wild raven hair flowing in the cold winds of this abyss, She's dressed like one of the goth girls that go to your school, wearing a black crop top, pants and boots while a silver ankh rests atop her bosom.

You're surrounded by a a bleak, cold world., but her smile is the warmest thing you've ever seen.

“I'm sorry such awful people exist. You're not the only kind person to have their life stolen by a man like that.”

She silently steps closer to you, her smile still present.

“But you did good, Reno. No one else got hurt after you passed on. You've made your mother very proud!” She beams at you, and despite everything, you can't help but smile right back.

“Uh... Thanks? Sorry, I just wasn't expecting death to look like this.” You admit.

“Oh, you know who I am too? I'm not surprised you figured that out considering who your parents are, smarty-pants.” She says, shooting you a wink.

You can't really explain how you know that, but something tells you she knows why. It all just... Makes sense.

“So, am I going to hell or...” You start to ask, looking a bit worried.

She shows a frown and shrugs.

“I don't where you're going, Reno. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but your life is far from over. Things are going to get much harder from here on out.”

Okay, that doesn't make sense.

“What are you talking about? How is it not over?” You ask, fear beginning to creep back into you despite her efforts.

“Shh! Don't freak out... You'll have to find out on your own. I'm not allowed to provide answers on the matter, and even if I was you wouldn't remember it.” Her smile returns, putting you at ease once more.

“And don't be so worried. No matter how bad things get, I'm sure there will be loads of fun experiences for you as well! Most people are only granted one lifetime, you know?”

She places a comforting hand on your shoulder, bringing out more of your smile.

“Everything'll be peachy-keen, trust me. You're a strong kid.”

“If you say so...” You give in, summoning a happy giggle from her throat.

“So, what now?” You ask.

“Now, I need you to give me a hug, Reno.” She answers kindly, opening her arms for you.

A: Embrace her.